[Honestly, Kisara didn't know what to do with Dohalim when he was like this. Kisara wasn't that familiar with poetry as a whole, but she was very familiar with Dohalim's poetry. Judging by the other's reactions, Kisara got the impression that it wasn't particularly good, but she had no way to judge. Especially when it was directed at her and did things to her mind and body that she couldn't account for, let alone tell him to stop.
So, she endured the embarrassment of overwhelming emotions welling up as Dohalim essentially expressed his love for her in pretty words on her communicator as she bought the needed ingredients for a new dish she wanted to try. No fish this time, but she did give him a hint finally advising that there would be some pork in this and it would be spicy. She knew how he liked to pair their dinners with a suitable wine.
Once she was home, she was still quite pink in the cheeks but she resolutely started dinner nonetheless.]
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So, she endured the embarrassment of overwhelming emotions welling up as Dohalim essentially expressed his love for her in pretty words on her communicator as she bought the needed ingredients for a new dish she wanted to try. No fish this time, but she did give him a hint finally advising that there would be some pork in this and it would be spicy. She knew how he liked to pair their dinners with a suitable wine.
Once she was home, she was still quite pink in the cheeks but she resolutely started dinner nonetheless.]